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Apocalypse Now? Yesterday? Tomorrow? When?

By Patrick, on December 22nd, 2012

Well, December 21st, 2012 came and went, with nary an apocalypse to speak of. Once again, the a select group of people get the whole “end of the world” thing wrong, and in consequence, make us suffer through agonizing months, weeks and days of non-stop natter about something that will probably happen in about 10 billion years, when the sun blows up (which, by the way, I’m not planning on being present for, but would probably be a pretty cool experience. I mean, if you’re going to go, that would be a nice way of going…).

The way I see it, there’s nothing good that can come from an apocalypse prediction. You would think by now that people would just give up this practice of predicting the end of humanity. I mean, what’s in it for them? Let’s say that BillyJoe’s Free Will Baptist Church actually accurately predicts the whole armageddon thing and we’re all blasted to kingdom come. What’ll they have to say? “We told you so”??? “You should have listened to us”??? Who are they going to gloat to? “Hey, we got it right!! Oh, wait a minute…Hmmmm. Hello? Hello?”

And of course, when you predict the end of the world and it doesn’t happen, you just end up looking like these numnuts:

Numnut 1 and Numnut 2

What little dignity and credibility you had to begin with is raptured away when the clock hits 12:00 and we all wake up the next morning hungover rolling around in our own puke and feces.

So, just for future reference, I would highly recommend NOT trying to predict when the world will end. Just let nature run its course. If God wanted us to know when the world would end, he would tell us. Like in a book or something. Maybe.